For the upcoming General Election campaign, Angie Aw was announced as a new candidate for Member of Parliament representing her constituency.
She was a hot new arrival in more ways than one. She would face off against a hopeful but perennial candidate from one of the many opposition parties. Doesn't matter what his name was. This constituency had been a safe seat for the ruling party for decades, and they entrusted Angie with keeping it that way.
Angie had the experience and skills: She was the Personal Assistant to the Permanent Secretary for the Ministry of Health and part-time she was also the treasurer for the party's Youth Executive Committee. She had the proper connections too: She is married to Baojun, the Principal Secretary to the Prime Minister. Not only that, she had the wholesome image that fit the party's clean reputation. Together with her age it was clear she was picked to appeal to the younger constituents.
Angie was on her afternoon walkabout in the neighbourhood, distributing her manifesto and talking to residents. She brushed her long black hair and smiled inwardly at her photogenic campaign poster showing her cute round face of hers and those thin lips flashing a pearly white smile, along with her party logo next to it. People often remarked that the pretty woman looked a little younger than her 31 years. Angie had an easy life, she and her well-to-do husband are in a political party whose one party dominant rule would almost guarantee them a stable, comfortable career. She wore her party's uniform, a loose white shirt and a pair of white pants, conservatively hiding her tight curves. Her big rack and round bubble butt makes the average Asian woman jealous, and she was well aware many guys were perving over her after the media put her into mainstream awareness.
Despite the ease of her winning, she still had to work hard at canvassing for votes. There weren't many people around today. She spotted three men seated at one of the tables at the corner of a coffee shop staring at her intently. From a distance, the man at the center looked familiar. He was strikingly gaunt with silver crew-cut hair. She approached them and nearly gasped when it all came back to her.
The older man is Cedric Cheah, the Assistant Principal Engineer from Swift Engineering. She used to correspond with him when the Health Ministry either had new software requirements or encountered technical issues with its Intranet Information System. Then the software services contract between Swift Engineering and the Ministry ended, the official reason from the Perm Sec was that Swift Engineering wasn't renewed because it had been outbid by a bigger rival company.
It was the public after all, so she began her pitch with her trademark sweet smile, and standard pleasantries exchanged between her and the three men.
The two younger men seated with him introduced themselves as Donald and Elvin, presumably his fellow junior colleagues.
"So how are you?" Angie cautiously asked Cedric, having heard many Swift Engineering employees were retrenched because of this big move.
"Ah, I'm now working at Shuofu. Zero relevant experience, so I had to start from scratch," Cedric cheerfully replied before his expression changed into one of contemplation. Angie thought there was a hint of bitterness behind that tone. An awkwardness crept up on her. From tech news, Shuofu is apparently a new video live-streaming start-up company.
"So... Would you like to come up to my office for chit-chat?" He offered.
"I'm on my way back," Angie politely declined with a smile. She wasn't really that familiar with Cedric, but she guessed he probably had the hots for her. Who wouldn't after seeing her photos and hearing that soft, almost high-pitched sexy voice of hers?
"Come on, our company is just opposite the coffee shop, I have something that might help you on your next few days' campaign," Cedric smiled back with a twinkle in his eye.
Angie wondered what he meant. Perhaps there was no harm hearing what he had to say. Besides, he's still a potential voter to court.
Hence off she went with the three men to the company building.
She stepped through the door and into the unexpectedly spacious office room, the first thing Angie saw was a trio of standard desks and computers on one side of the room. Adjacent to the desks was a large projector screen on the wall. A webcam was positioned on top of it, and appeared to point towards a black couch at the center of the room. There were no windows around. What got her attention were that the other walls were covered with posters of scantily clad women and even a few shorts of topless female models. It was hardly an appropriate place for her to talk in!
Still, she did her best to mask her disgust as she tried to hear Cedric out, while Donald and Elvin waited behind her in silence as if they were Cedric's underlings, an almost suffocating atmosphere.
"You know, Ms. Aw, we have a live-streaming account that has thousands of followers watching and listening to interviews with local actors and politicians - non-mainstream, cutting edge style! I think your presence can help us, in return we can get some perverts to vote for you over that opposition old uncle," Cedric smirked as he looked her up and down with a not-so-subtle lustful leer.
That sounded like vote buying, but then he was being overtly offensive. Angie stood up with a smouldering glare at him.
"Sorry, we do not accept such deals," she snapped and turned towards the door.
Angie heard Cedric's derisive laughter and what sounded like a snap of his fingers. Almost in an instant, Donald and Elvin jumped on her. She struggled briefly, but they made her sit back down.
"Oh, drop your canned responses Ms. Aw," Cedric snorted, his hands holding a stack of papers and he shoved them onto her face.
Angie received her first shock of the day when she saw what these were. Confidential documents from her past work. Detailed minutes and e-mail correspondence about dropping Swift Engineering in favour of its far more expensive competitor. Documents about the two companies' quotations, and how the Perm Sec's brother actually had a controlling stake in the company that unfairly won the contract. Many co-signed with her signature thus indicating her awareness of what was going on... Blatant Evidence of violating the government principles of open tenders and fair competition.
"I guess you forgot we had access to the ministry's databases too huh?" Cedric sneered.
"What the hell do you want," Angie harshly hissed, dropping her pretense of politeness.
"In exchange for keeping this a secret, how about appearing in the livestream for us now?"
"Fuck you, Cheah." Angie remained indignant.
"I suggest you reconsider it, think again," Cedric growled as Donald and Elvin's arms held her back.
Angie assessed this situation she got herself into. He did have the upper hand. Her political career would almost certainly be over if the courts dragged her into an investigation. The party would fire her and force her to vacate her seat even if she won the election. She does not want to give in so quickly, but how could she say no?
She meekly nodded her head in defeat, and Cedric's hand waved and directed her to the couch. The other two guys brusquely pushed her towards the center of the room where the couch was.
Angie sat on the couch with Cedric next to her. Donald and Elvin handed them black domino masks for them to wear, which puzzled her.
"What are these for?"
"Haha! Our followers are mostly horny anti-establishment men. Even though they hate you, I think they want to see more of you - If you know what I mean... I am sure you won't want your party reps to know about it," The man laughed.
Angie froze. What had she just gotten herself into?
"What?! No way!"
*SLAP*
She cried in pain as Cedric struck her across her face. This asshole should be arrested for assault on her, a younger, weaker female. Yet she can't afford to report him.
"Dumb girl, I OWN YOU now. You got more to cry if these documents go public," Cedric put her in her place, forcing her to face reality. She became silent.
"Remember, when the livestream starts, you must answer my questions and do anything I ask you to do. No more, no less. Try doing anything stupid and you can forget about becoming an MP!"
Angie nodded as she fought back her tears. The thought of having strangers drool over this new, sexy female political candidate was bad enough, now she had to anticipate becoming an online subject of degradation.
"Repeat what I said."
"I must answer your questions and do anything you ask me to do." Angie replied with a small, but this time with her head down with a more submissive tone.
"Good, first let's start off with something easy."
Angie dared not resist when Cedric reached over and undid the buttons on her white shirt, opening it up and exposing her light beige bra. No other audience besides Donald and Elvin - Who were assisting in operating and moderating the livestream channel, saw her in this state yet and she was already blushing.
The two stare at the projector screen as the livestream gets turned on.
Angie had seen similar live streaming platforms. The screen showed her and Cedric's masked faces. The top left hand corner printed the username "domcedric" while the bottom left corner displayed a number that's actively being updated. That was the viewer count at 40 and steadily going upwards. Next to the username was "35 subs" which was the number of paying subscribers that Cedric has. The right hand side was a chat column where messages from the viewers had started to come in.
"That big titty chick looks like Angie that dumb bitch."
"WTF? Ewww fuck this man-in-white party."
Cedric began to speak up.
"Come on, obviously that was just someone who looked like Angie Aw, I'm not that powerful to bring her here hahaha," Cedric's lie that helped hide her identity was hardly a comfort though.
